About a guy that coulda played pro ball, had it all, but made a series of bad decisions about things, so the story..Now he's haunted by the thought, always there. Everyone can relate to something close I'm sure..

Separate Ways

As I sit in spite I wonder, all I could or might have been,

Instead the road I took I should have taken the bridge the wind-swept road laid under.

What might have been I often ponder reflects the ventured course forsaken,

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